I found Molly laying on the pavement near a 24 hour corner shop; she was dirty, and had lost one eye (the other was barely hanging on). A friend thought Molly would be missed by whomever dropped her; perhaps she’s right.

Molly has wings and so does the angel symbol on her dress. After bathing in the washing machine and reclining on the radiator to dry, Molly hung out on my lounge wall for some months before it occurred to me that perhaps Molly is no angel.